Derek
Derek guided himself back into Cal and began to thrust. Slowly, then faster when Cal got louder and started to make little grunting noises.
The connection between them sang, and Derek was going to do his best to take his mate’s mind out of anything negative. There was no room for that in this space.
The closer Derek got, the more he needed to feel Cal’s skin against his, so he grabbed Cal by the arm and pulled him up again, hugging him from behind as he pounded into him.
Cal’s cock bobbed in front of him, looking almost painfully aroused.
“You close?” Derek grunted, aiming at Cal’s prostate as much as he could, being so close to losing it. Cal let out a small, moany whimper. “Yeah, I think you are. Come on, come with me.”
Derek wrapped his fingers around Cal’s cock and thrust few more times with no coordination whatsoever, then watched as Cal’s cum spurted over the bed and his fingers.
The pull of Cal’s body was too much and Derek pushed himself as deep as he could go, then ground his hips against Cal’s ass as he let his orgasm wash over him, too.
He didn’t pull out, instead choosing to let them fall together to the side, barely avoiding the wet spot.
“We’ll change the sheets and clean up in a bit, first, rest,” he murmured into Cal’s sweaty hair.
His mate’s contented purr was the best sound he’d heard in his life.
In late September, after several weeks of being happier than he’d ever been, Derek got a weird feeling.
Mikael’s connection to the Council hadn’t come up with anything new about the mate bond thing they’d been researching. They were continuing the search for any sort of information that would explain why there was a bond between a shifter and a human, but keeping it on the down low was getting hard.
Derek knew how the Council operated, so he wasn’t surprised. He’d been working high up in their security branch once, and he’d been one of the people keeping an eye on different records and protecting secrets to see if anyone tried to access any of them. He didn’t know what was on those databases or in the Vault. Hell, he didn’t even know where the Vault was located, other than somewhere under the city where the Council had made its home for centuries.
So with that itchy feeling, maybe it should not have come as a surprise when one day, Rider and his son Nicolas came calling.
They both were troubled enough for Derek and Cal to sit them down on the large L-shaped couch by the fireplace.
“What’s going on?” Cal asked, looking at the wolves with concern.
Kit sat on Nico’s other side and took his hand, comforting his friend the best he knew how.
“My mom called,” Nico said quietly. “Like you know, she works for the Council and my grandpa is the Council’s wolf member.”
Both Derek and Cal nodded, waiting for the boy to find more words.
“S-she… she called me, because she wanted me to give you a heads up. She thinks they’ll try to re-recruit Cal.” Tears swam in Nico’s eyes as he lifted his gaze to them. “I’m so s-sorry.”
Kit seemed confused, and let go of Nico’s hand when he pulled his away to bury his face into Rider’s chest.
Cal seemed to understand something before Derek did. “You said something to your mom, didn’t you? And someone overheard?”
Rider sighed. “Yes. He was telling his mother how well you’re doing and how you healed from the dog bites. She didn’t realize her father was standing behind her before he had time to hear that you’re back to normal.”
Derek’s heart began to beat much too fast. If the Council wanted to, they could—“They never released you, did they?”
Cal turned to him and shook his head. “No, they didn’t. It was implied, but that’s it.”
“Dad?” Kit asked in the most heartbreaking tone Derek had ever heard. “What’s going on?”
Derek reached out a hand and Kit took it, letting himself be pulled between Derek and Cal.
“If they know I’m healthy and I haven’t signed my release forms, they can call me back.”
“C-call you back?” Kit’s eyes filled with tears.
